“Oh Petrina” said my step-daddy Jacob , enjoying the clinking swish of what looked like a double scotch on the rocks, his tie loosened and his top... few shirt buttons undone, revealing plenty of previously unseen chest hair. “You’re home.”“You’re home” I said, repeated like a dumb echo. Well I was surprised; he was never ever home this early.He looked like he was on his second or third drink. Must have been a rough business day I’d guess. He was relieving his tension with drink. Mine was still. .. ?”“Where I am from, things are done a little differently,” she murmurs, the necklace flashing in the weak light, spinning in her black painted nails. “We believe that the right stimulus gets us where we need to go...”Curtis blinks. The flash of the pendant is distracting. It keeps pulling his attention to it. He shakes himself, his head suddenly aching a bit. “Well, you’re in America, where justice cannot be bought.”“I do not seek to buy anything,” the girl muses. “I was hoping that you. John and his woman. I had "met" them last Sept in the same theater. Similar experience.I moved to nipple high wall across the way, so they were standing behind nipple high wall at back of theater. They were to my left, screen to my right.I knew his style, and sure enuf he left for the restroom, walking by me and leaving her there by her self.I moved right away to her side and ran my hand over her back and ass. She had no panties on, NOTHING beneath the silky-feeling thin fabric dress. I. Ally knew that he wasn't the type to overreact, so she left the gym immediately. It was getting cool and Ally dreaded the coming winter -- deep deep down she was still a Southern California girl, even though she now lived in the Washington, DC area. She also wished she was wearing something else besides her sweats, but she didn't want to waste time in changing. The duty officer nodded and waved her through security at the Agency's headquarters. He wondered why the pretty young agent was.